HEAR MY FINAL SONG Most were drinkin', four were playin' cards Two were dancin', one he played guitar He was singin' how she broke his heart Some were smokin', smoke rings filled the air One was flirtin', playin' with her hair He was…

HEAR MY FINAL SONG Most were drinkin', four were playin' cards Two were dancin', one he played guitar He was singin' how she broke his heart Some were smokin', smoke rings filled the air One was flirtin', playin' with her hair He was…

After Greg Connor wrote this for me a while back, I kept listening to it every time I was feeling tired of winter, which at this time of year is several times a day. Somehow every time I listened to it, it reminded me of my dad. I know he would…

Whiskey performed by my little group 4B4U. Gloria - Fiddle & Backup Vocal Harley - Bass Tilden - Guitar & Backup Vocal Greg - Guitar & Vocal

Black is white White is black I crossed the line I can’t go back It all comes together It all falls apart I’m on the edge From the start I’ve gone Colour Blind To her signs, Colour Blind Tears on your face A broken heart Unkind…

A great little collaboration with Greg Connor and Colleen Dillon. Merry Christmas to Everyone ...... And a silly little video : https://youtu.be/qQ30Ovn4Y5s

Mike (Dragonsong) asked me to sing this poem, from a well loved C17th Somerset folk song, over his music - was a lovely pleasure.

I had myself a dream last night As I tossed and turned in bed The window was open wide The street noise jangled, in my head . I was dreaming of a better time It was all so clear to me Wind whistled through the pine trees…

well this will be kind of random for my listeners... but what the "hey" as they say! In a bit of a writing desert lately, but had a lovely walk two days ago, and got inspired by the sounds coming from newly frozen ice with at least 1000 migrating…

Had this bit of music, couldn't figure out what to do with it, so I just left it and gave it a silly title. Sometimes I just don't care ...... Ha Ha